So you get to go to heaven for giving an American a taiyaki because America and Japan were once enemies? Is that right?
Suddenly he took a fish straight out of the hot molded griddle, wrapped it in a brown paper bag, and extended it towards Janie, “Here!”
The smell of sweet bean paste and grilled batter wafted on the air as Janie Matsushita rounded the corner.
There was a mist in the air, and t…